GOODBYES ARE DIFFICULT

Dear Exceptional You, Goodbyes are difficult.  I haven’t posted in a while due to unexpected deaths and an emergency surgery.  The tragic losses of two dear souls affected many people dear to me.  My heart aches. The emergency surgery was divine intervention. I was more than happy to say goodbye to the errant Lap Band that screwed with my life for 10 years. I’m still trying to catch my breath from all that has happened, Allow me to explain:

Life is precious.  Cherish every moment with every breath of your being.

Joanna Louise Dunn

 

The first life-shattering event happened on May 28, 2018, when our family lost precious 21-month-old Joanna Louise Dunn (above.)  She is my husband, Fred’s, 3x great-niece.  She was a divine light and bubble of joy. She died from a choking incident.

 

Fred nor I can imagine how grief-stricken and horrified her parents, Adam and Bobbi, have been. What’s more is one week later, dear Bobbi and Adam became the parents of Olivia Grace. She is indeed the beautiful branch of Peace and Mercy sent from God to remind us of Pure Love.

 

We have established a GoFundMe page for Joanna, if you are interested in helping the family, a little bit goes a long way. All of the funds go to pay for Joanna’s funeral expenses and emergency care services. Of course, GoFundMe keeps a portion, but all the rest goes straight to https://www.gofundme.com/LittleJoannaD

Hold your little ones close to you. 

Kahlil Gibran wrote:

“Your children are not your children.
They are sons and daughters of Life’s longing for itself.
They come through you but not from you.
And though they are with you yet they belong not to you.

You may give them your love but not your thoughts,
For they have their own thoughts.
You may house their bodies but not their souls,
For their souls dwell in the house of tomorrow, which you cannot visit, not even in your dreams.
You may strive to be like them but seek not to make them like you.

For life goes not backward nor tarries with yesterday.
You are the bows from which your children as living arrows are sent forth.
The archer sees the make upon the path of the infinite, and He bends you with His might that His arrows may go swift and far.
Let your bending in the archer’s hand be for gladness.
For even as He loves the arrow that flies, so He also loves the bow that is stable.

Michael W. Cristiani

 

On May 31, my dear friend Michael Cristiani passed away unexpectedly from a heart attack. His wife, Linda and I have been friends since childhood.  I lived with Mike at the House of the Carpenter back in the 1970’s.  He lived in the Guys House and I lived in the Girl’s House. We gathered together for communal meals and worship.  He also worked 2 floors down from me for many years when we both worked for departments in the Hamilton County, Ohio government.

He married one of my dearest childhood friends. He was a caring and loving husband and father. We are all going to miss him terribly.  If you would like, donations may be made to the American Heart Association or a charity of your choice.

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